one night went to sleep with no ice

woke up was covered in a whole lotta ice

the streets never told you the price

if you wanna go to war that's a whole lotta price

if you knew the risk of this life

all the chances we took and the risk of the dice

would you still do it for the hype

still do it for the gram and the net and the likes

my young nigga caught him a life

and it broke my heart when he told me his price

I just gave the lil nigga advice

but he ain't wanna hear it and I told him I'm right

his momma can't sleep through the night

but I still send her money to make sure she right

we did this for all of our life

the same shit I showed you they showed me the night

but this time it's hard to enjoy

cause I did all this shit with my lil baby boy

I'm sittin here grippin my stick

as I'm readin this letter he wrote from the joint

and I don't give a fuck bout the hate

you can tell by my words you can tell by my face

my nigga I'm in a good place

you niggas can't touch me you niggas ain't safe

nigga that's fate

goin too fast had to hit the e-brake

how many times they gon say that they straight

how many times they gon tell me they great

I'm not a rookie my nigga you late

I don't eat cookies I'm makin a cake

I got some ice put that shit on my face

I was in love had to give it a break

you had the will had to give it away

look at the price and you still gonna pay

all the advice but you still gon stay

now it's just all in the past

and now we lookin for ways we can still get away

(whole thang)

and we lookin for ways we can still get away

whole thang

and we lookin for ways we can still get away

whole thang

and we lookin for ways we can still get away

whole thang

and we lookin for ways we can still get away

shh shh don't make a sound

we ain't talkin numbers you ain't gettin off a pound

drove the wrong way on the interstate to town

I could've got it to you yesterday but it's here now

trap goin up prices goin down

we could make a M with a bag with a noun

long as the plug keep us up we around

I was born in the mud still covered in the ground

I can take it back to the weed and the brown

I was buyin' P's whole thing whole pound

we ain't talkin P's whole thing whole noun

we ain't never trippin on the number whole round

put a little extra in the middle whole mound

nigga that's fate

I can get a nigga touched for a whole thing of weight

I can get a nigga snuffed for a whole thing of cake

I can get a nigga flushed for a whole thing of shakes

I don't give a fuck still break a bitch heart

we don't talk about it we just play the part

If we on the block then the glock ain't far

we can meet at the park

and we still goin hard

still dodgin a charge

still in the garage

still with my dogs

nigga I'm a god

If you go against the squad

we'll take it to the yard

make a nigga say "Lord"

ain't a pussy on earth

I don't care what you worth

I ain't in a bitch purse

fuck what you heard

this whole thing cursed

now I'm breakin the curse

I can get a nigga merked

I can get a nigga burned

I can get a nigga touched

I can get a nigga rushed

whole thing of dust

whole thing of drugs

whole thing of slugs

whole thing of plug

I can get a nigga crushed

for a whole thing of trust

(whole thang)

and we lookin for ways we can still get away

whole thang

and we lookin for ways we can still get away

whole thang

and we lookin for ways we can still get away

whole thang

and we lookin for ways we can still get away